We all have gardian angels but sometimes they look away and the devil takes your soul!

I WaNnA Be FrEe FrOm ThIs LiFe Of PaIN

OUR SCARS REMAIND US THAT THE PAST IS REAL, I TEAR MY HEAR OPEN JUST TO FEEL.

TAKE ME, DONT BREAK ME

WHEN YOU CUT ME IN TWO,
I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD BLEED

The tiny barbs that
puncture your porcelain skin
&the look in your eyes as
you realise
you're effin' bleeding to
death.

Suicide is the easy way out, living is the real challenge. to stay this side of the line is the hardest thing of all especially if your life is shit.

One is left with the horrible feeling now that war settles nothing; that to win a war is as disastrous as to lose one.

I'm pushed around hurt inside and i wait hoping wanting to die

My heart turns cold
My skin turns pale
Rich red drips down the bloody floor
Which is how you left me with no hope at all.....

From my new poem...please comment/rate my stuff nd ill do the same!! XoX